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The Exeter Times-Advocate, 1937-06-03, Page 2THURSDAY, JUNE 3rd, W THE EXETER TIMES-ADVOCATE EIGHTH INSTALMENT SYNOPSIS: Ellen Mackay, on her way from school at Winnipeg, to join her father at Fort Edson, misses the boat by which he was to travel. Heaving that another boat is to start north in the morn­ ing, Ellen goes to the owner, John Bentham, and begs him to give her a passage. To her surprise he flat­ ly refuses. Angry and puzzled, Ellen tells Pat McClatchney, a kindly old storekeepei* of her difficulty, and Pat with the help of one of Ben­ ham’s crew, succeeds in getting Ellen on board as a stowaway. When the vessel is well under way Ellen emerges from her hid­ ing place and faces John Benham, Who now cannot help taking her with him. During the voyage Ellen begins to be strongly attracted by John. But when she reaches Fort Edson she finds her fathet' broken, ill and disgraced, and learns that his troubles are due to one man— John Benham. Instantly Ellen resolves that she will fight for her father. She will reinstate him with the Hud­ son Bay Company, his employers, and will show up John Benham for what he really is. From Bernard Deteroux, an employee of the company, who professes friendship for her father Ellen hears that Benham supplies whiskey to the Indians. She sets out on a long and tedious journey to obtain proof of this, returns •thinking she has got it, and gives information to the authorities. Trooper Whitlow, of. the Mount­ ed Police, asks her to go with him to find Benham and confronts him ' with her proof of his villiany. It develops that Benham is innocent and the liquor is being supplied by Deteroux. “You will now head directly to Ft. Edson,” he ordered. “These furs you* will turn over to Factor Mackay there, and also deliver this message I have given you. Then you will remain at the fort until I return. If one fur is missing or if any man in •your crew is not there to report to me—let him beware.” And Whitlow tapped his notebook. The breed nodded vehemently. “She’s Ibeen as you saw, M’sieu.” '“Good. Now start immediately.” The York boats were soon on the way, the oars flashing in the sun. Ellen watched them until they were around the bend and out of sight. Then she looked at Whitlow. “Do you really think they will de­ liver the furs?” she asked doubtful­ ly. “What’s to keep them from going straight on and never showing up again?” Whitlow laughed. “This. I’ve worked long among the tribes and with the ignorant ri­ verman, Miss Mackay. If there is anything they fear it is to see you apparently writing down something about them. “Perhaps some of the more sup­ erstitious ones feel you are casting some spell over them. At any rate, they do not understand and what they do not understand they fear. So they’ll be there—every man jack of them, and the furs will be delivered quite safely. You can depeqd on that.” “But there still remains . . . Ellen left the sentence 'unfinished, “Deteroux,” snapped Whitlow. I will attend to him now. Come Moo- sac, we must hurry.” Again the canoe shot upstream, Whitlow and Moosac driving it on­ ward with smooth, powerful, sweep­ ing strokes. The stout maple paddle blades creaked and hissed, and the crystal water of the river surged about the canoe in foaming whirls. Ellen, crouching tensely in her place, thrilled with a subdued but powerful excitement. She exulted hugely in the knowledge that John Benham was now exonerated from all stigma, and she knew abysmal shame that she should ever have be­ lieved him capable of criminal op­ erations. But she was eager to see Deteroux in the custody of the law. Two miles above where the York boats had been met, the canoe shot through the last tugging stretch of the river and glided out upon the emerald, flawless surface of Mink Lake. A mile away- to the northeast a sloping, tree-<clad point jutted. In the still air just beyond the point havered a pale cloud of smoke, Ellen pointed. ‘There is the camp,” she stated. The -cadence of the paddle quick­ ened. Ellen glanced over her shoui- at Moosac, The old Chippewayan had not noticed her survey. His eyes were fixed on that column of smoke, and a strange change had come over him. Expression showed into his wrink­ led, brown face. No longer did it seem flat and stupid. Instead, of some strange force of inner excite­ ment, each feature seemed to have sharpened. There was a new cast to his head. Something of the cruel rapacious look of an eagle was there The old man’s lips were moving. He seemed to be chanting silently.- Despite hereself, Ellen shivered. It seemed to Ellen that in no time at all their icanoe was rounding, the point. The hoarse, unrecognizable murmur of many voices reached her ears. Through the intervals of the tepees she caught sight of a surging group. No one noticed them as they land­ ed. All eyes were on two crouch­ ing men who paddled about one an- j other on moccasined feet. These men were stripped to the waist, faces were bloody, their gleaming torsos splotched and carmined and they were driving out terrific (blows at one another with knotted fists. One was John Benham—the other Bernard Deteroux. Ellen never knew how she reach­ ed the inner edge of that crowding circle about the two fighters. But she was there, and then it seemed that utter physical paralysis grip­ per her. Only her eyes were free, and she stared unwinking. She saw Benham whip in a slashing punch which made a gory wreck of Deteroux’s lips, and when Benham leaped in to follow u-p his advantage she saw Deteroux drive him reeling back with a wicked blow over the heart. For a moment they seemed to rest, circling each other constantly, their eyes flashing with utter hatred i their mashed lips peeled back in ani­ mal snarls. Then they closed again with a ta- too of smashing fists. Body to body they stood locked, motionless except for the knotting and .crawling mus­ cles of their shoulders, and their short, deep panting for hard-won breath. They were magnificent brutes. Like his face Deteroux’s torso was bronzed and coppery. Against it John Benham’s skin was startlingly white gleaming like, marble. Something caught in Ellen’s throat, and her eyes misted as she saw the great liv­ id bruises Deteroux’s iron fists had wrought on that white skin. If anything, Deteroux held the ad­ vantage of height and Ibulk. The di­ mensions of his shoulders were ter­ rifying, and the knotted muscles across his back made him seem al­ most hunched. On the other hand, Benham’s muscles were long and smooth and even to Ellen’s tutored eyes there was a lithe speed in his movements that his opponent lacked. The fighters ripped apart as tho’ by mutual consent, then stood toe to toe, slugging with a wild, feroc­ ious abandon. The spate of fists on hard flesh seemed as sharp and clear as the blows of an axe. The flurry slackened, and it was John Benham who gave back. De­ teroux, his feet wide apart and lean­ ing slightly forward, seemed as im­ movable as a giant rock. As his opponent slipped away from him Deteroux gave vent to a rasping snarl and leaped forward. Benham, poised and ready, drove him back with another smashing blow to the mouth. Again they seemed to rest a mo­ ment, then both sprang anew to the conflict, and again they stood with locked arms and writhing muscles. Time edged on. The fighters seem­ ed tireless. Their blows were still terrilble, club-like. Ellen managed to tear her eyes away for a moment and her swift earching glance saw Whitlow standing at her side, his eyes cold and gleaming with intent on the fighters. At last Ellen man­ aged to shake off her paralysis which had frozen iher body. She gripped Whitlow's arm, Nerves Were So Bad Would Break Down and Cry Mas. G. Warnock, Blind River, Ont,, writes:— "Six years ago I underwent a serious operation, and afterwards my nerves got so bad I would break down and cry for twenty minutes at a time. I took Milburn’s H, & N. Pills and found welcome relief. "Now that I am passing through the change of life my nerves are-again bad, and at times I have twitching of the arms. I have started to take the II, St N. Pills again and find I am able to sleep better, ’ * “Stop them!” she cried. “Oh— Stop them!” Whitlow did not even hear' her. With a little cry of despair, Ellen shank away, het' eyes went back to the conflict like steel drawn to a magnet. iShe was just in time to see Deteroux explode into a mad ca­ taclysm of ferocious movement. His arms whirled, and he flung Benham from him like a child. Then the charged in with flailing fists. They crashed into Benham’s face and jaw with crushing force. Benham toppled back, his head roll­ ing. A sigh went up through the watch­ ing circle, a circle of savage faces gleaming with the stark madness of combat, It seemed as though Ben­ ham could not elude or recover from that beserk charge. He was bent back helplessly, and his knees were sagging. Abruptly the caught himself, duck­ ed into a crouch and sidestepped. Deteroux nnable to half his charge, lunged past. And Benham smashed him under the ear with a blow which whirled the bigger man halt off his feet. Now it was Benham’s turn to charge, and this time Deteroux gave way, lunging madly from side to side in a futile attempt to avoid the rapier blows that were cutting his face into a bloody mask, Revulsion gripped Ellen, 'She felt nauseated—sick. The stark brutish­ ness of it all cast a dreadful spell over her. The hoarse, gasping, snarling breathing of the fighters, their bloody, swollen features, then* grim, hate-filled, blood-rimmed eyes —it was a nightmare picture to the sensitive girl. ‘iStop them,” she cried again her voice shrill and hysterical. “Oh— won’t somebody stop them?” One person in all the group heard her. And that person was John Benham. In the midst of his advan­ tage he stiffened, and his hands dropped at his sides. His head swung on this shoulders and his bloodshot eyes rested full on Ellen’s white face. .For just a moment the madness of conflict; seemed to fall from him. He relaxed. And in that moment Deteroux was upon him like a pouncing panther. Dimly Ellen heard Whitlow’s cry of warning. Then she saw Deteroux’s great paws wrap about John Ben­ ham’s .head, and saw Deteroux’s steely thumbs dig into his oppon­ ent’s eyes. A sheer gasp of agony broke from Benham’s lips. A shudder rippled through his body, and he gave way slowly, tearing franctically at De­ teroux’s wrists. Someone was shout­ ing in Ellen’s ear. It was Whitlow and this face was white and accusing “You little fool!” he raged. ‘Now Deteroux will blind the boy—he’Tl blind him! And it’s your fault. Ellen’s world wheeled, John Ben­ ham’s eyes, those clear, flawless eyes helpless now before Deteroux’s fer­ ocious gouping. And iher cry had made Benham drop his guard. She began to sob, little breathless sobs. “God!” she whispered. “Please, God •Her gaze was drawn again to the ferible drama before her. Uncon­ sciously she started forward. Whit­ lows’ hand locked her arm and drag­ ged hei* back. “Wait!” he rasped. “Wait!” Benham’s hands, locked about De­ teroux’s wrists until the backs" of them were bloodless and ridged like steel, seemed to be dragging some of that awful pressure from ihis tor­ tured eyes. He seemed to ibe gath­ ering himself for super-human ef­ fort. Abruptly one knee drove upwards into Deteroux’s body. A gasp broke from the bigger man. He cringed slightly, and Benham tore himself free. Benham’s eyes were swollen, al­ most closed. For a split second both men seemed to pause and gath­ er themselves. Then Deteroux charg­ ed again, snarling like a wolf to the kill. With one lithe, twisting movement Benham bent sharply at the waist and hurled himself forward, his right fist shooting out, a hard driven muscle-ridge piston. • Just below the- arch of Deteroux’s lower ribs the blow landed, and the ‘thock” of it was awesome. A hoarse bluibbering cry of pain erupted from Deteroux, his knees wobbled, and bis head dropped forward. He retch­ ed violently, and blood-stained sal­ iva seeped through his lips. “He’s got him-*—the boy’s got him now,” was Whitlow’s jubilent cry. .Swiftly alive to his advantage he tore at his apponent, a -merciless implacable machine. .Setting himself he ripped sledge-hammer blows into Deteroux’s sagging chin. Slowly, ponderously, the big man seemed to crumple. His eyes were roiling and glassy, his mouth open and his lips peeled back in a grimace of fading consciousness, Like an executionei* (before the block, Benham cut Deteroux down, Bit by bit he beat ihlm. lower until Deteroux’s body was bent in a crouch and his nerveless arms swung help­ less at his sides. There was something almost mag­ nificent in the manner that Deter- oux called upon his great strength and vitality to stave off defeat. Out on his feet he refused to fall, his muscles subconsciously holding his body from utter collapse. Abruptly Benham stopped his at­ tack. His bloody, tight-locked fists fell to his sides. With a shrugging gesture he turned away and without a look to right or left pushed thro’ the crowd and was gone. And in that moment of magnanimity John Benham was also unconsciously magnificent. By all the rules of conflict he was entitled to go on with his triumph until human resistance could no longer exist, and Deteroux should lie supine at his feet. But he, too,j could aprpeciate sheer, dogged cour­ age, even in a man like Deteroux, who had not hesitated to take ad­ vantage. In that refusal to ibatter a help­ less man John Benham left behind him a white glow of sportsmanship which seemed to dissipate the blood- red raze of conflict. Ellen saw Whitlow step forward grip Deteroux by the arm and .force him to the ground. The milling crowd of Indians closed about them, and Ellen found herself alone. Drawn by what seemed a resistless force, she moved in the direction of John Benham. She peered into te­ pees as she went, but nowhere did she see -him. Unconsciously she hur­ ried her pace. And then, below the camp at the edge of the lake, she found him. He was crouched low, and beside him was the same ancient squaw, gently sponging his battered face and body with the icy water of the lake. Timidly Ellen approached the pair. The old squaw looked at her in frank hostility. Then she turned again to her ministrations, croon­ ing with pagan gentleness. Finally Benham looked up. His eyes were terribly swollen and bloodshot. El­ len gasped with pity, and her hands fluttered to her throat. It was Ben­ ham who spoke. “Yes?” he queried, his voice slightly thick. He was still panting from his exertions. Many words trembled on Ellen’s lips, strange, hot, thrilling words— but somehow she could not utter them. Yearning swayed her, yearning to crouch at his-side, to take his bat­ tered head in her arms and spread the healing balm of love on every bruise and cut. But there was a certain hardness in Benhamfs ex­ pression which fended her off. Now he laughed, harshly. “You may ihave him,” he muttered. “He’s paid to me, the dog.” “I may have him?’ stammered Ellen. ‘T dont know what'you mean. “You should,” was Benham’s curt reply, “When tne fight was coming my way you cried far me to stop. I did, and it gave him a chance to get the upper hand for a time.” He pointed to his eyes. '“He did his best to blind me—and nearly suc­ ceeded. But I beat him—with these,” and he lifted this two hard fists. “It was a satisfaction long, over-due, but it was worth the wait­ ing. Yes—-I’m through with him. And he’s yours.” Ellen’s thought were chaotic. What madness was this? True, she had cried out when Benham was Winning, but she had not meant it to save Deteroux from punishment. It was just the eternal,woman in her voicing an overwhelming repugnace to the utter ibrutality of it all. And —and Benham thought she had cried out to save Deteroux. Again Benham looked at her. “Was there anything else?’ he asked curtly. “Despite your scorn and pride you have not hesitated to-ac- cept favours from a halfbreed. Re­ member that all your life, will you? That even a halfbreed -can be gen­ erous.” < ‘You don’t know what you are saying,” Ellen sobbed. “I ought to,” He laughed grimly. “I’m giving you back your own words.” He stood erect now, 'his splendid chest and shoulders gleaming wetly. “Come, mother,” he said to the old squaw, And the two of them walk­ ed away. When Ellen Mackay finally went back to the scent of the fight she was again weary and apathetic. Her face was pale, and her eyes were lack-lustre and Subdued. She moved slowly. Deteroux was sitting with his back to a tree. His hand were clasped (between his kness, and Ellen could see the gleam of polished metal en­ circling his wrists. (Continued next week) CENTRALIA (Too late for last week) ‘Mrs. Margaret Fletcher and fam­ ily spent the week-end with her par­ ents Mr, and Mrs. Wm. Moody of Us- borpe. Miss Gwen, Hicks, of London, spent the week-end with her parents Mr. and Mrs. George Hicks. Mr, S. Henry* of 'Wiarton and Miss Margaret Hicks, R.N,t of London, were week-end visitors with the lat- ter's parents Mr. and Mrs. Andrew Hicks, Mr. and Mrs. Herb Harlton, Cor­ bett, visited on Sunday with Mrs. J, Armstrong, Mr, and Mrs. M. Sleamon and June and Mr, J, Sleamon spent the holi­ day at Grand Bend. Mr. Truman Mills, of Komoka, vis­ ited with his parents, Mr, and Mrs. Harry Mills on. Thursday of last week Mr. and Mrs, Joe Brokenshire and family, of Windsor, spent the week­ end with the former's mother Mrs, S. Brokenshire and Mrs, Baskervill, iMiss Mary O’Brien, of London, spent the week-end at hei* home here. Mr. and Mrs. Davis and son, Lon­ don spent the holidays with the lat­ ter’s parents Mr. and Mrs. E. Knight Mr. and Mrs. Spencer and Jewel, of St. Thomas, visited on May 24th with Mr. and Mrs. Harry Mills. Mrs. Mills returned with them for a short visit. Mrs, N, Nichols, of Ailsa Craig, was a Sunday visitor with Mr. and Mrs. J. A. Pollard. Miss Evelyn Clark spent the week­ end at her home in Goderich. Mr. and Mrs.G. F. Penwarden and Harold were Sunday visitors with Mr. and Mirs. B. Duffield of Wood­ ham. Shower* for Newlywed A pleasant evening was spent' at the home of Mr. and Mrs. Wm. Isaac on Monday o-f this week when a num- tber of ladies met in honour of Mrs. Pintier, a newlywed of London, (nee Miss Alma Isaac, daughter of Mir. and Mrs. Andrew Isaac, of Biddulph) An address was read by Miss Evelyn Clarke and the presentation of an oc­ casional chair, a pair of wool blan­ kets, a lace scarf and a combination end and magazine table were made by Misses Margaret Cook, Greta Pol­ lard and ,Reta Isaac. Mrs. Pintier ex­ pressed her appreciation for the beautiful gifts. Ice cream and cake were served. Following is the address: Dear Alma,— We, your close friends and neigh­ bors have gathered here this evening to honour and rejoice with you as a new bride. We have always been looking forward to this event but we must admit that you certainty did put one over on us. We all know that Mr. Pintier has chosen a very, fine bride and we are also sure .he is fortunate in picking “our Alina” you both .have our heartiest congra­ tulations in your wedded life. Now on our part, we are sorry to .lose you, because it seemed when you were working it always meant per­ haps there would be a time you would be back here to live with us again, and we would be able to have you to help us, in our church and community work, for never once were yon evex* asked to do anything that you didn’t immediately respond, but howevei* we suppose what is oux* loss is someone else’s gain. Now we kindly ask you to accept this “shower of gifts" as a symbol of the high regard in which you are held and be assured that with it goes our very best wishes for a long and happy married life. (Signed on behalf of your Neighbors and Friends CANADA’S TRADE WITH LATVIA Away up on the Gulf of Riga on the Baltic .Sea there is a little repub­ lic called Latvia which. rose out of the ruins of the Russian Empire in 190.8, The area of the country is 25,000 square miles, a little larger than Nova Scotia and a little small- ei* ’than New Brunswick, Riga, the capital, however, a noted sea-port, has one-third more inhabitants than our third largest Canadian city of Winnipeg. The total population is about two million. They have a one chamber parliament. The Letts are a most interesting people, They are of north European stock and speak their own language. They are tall, robust, long-faced, blue-eyed, self-reliant, two-thirds be­ ing pure blondes. There are no il­ literates in the country. They are an educated, well informed people. ’ The early history of the country is obscure but in the 13th century the land was invaded by the Ger­ manic Order of the .Sword which was latei* merged with the Teutonic Knights, the ancestors of the Baltic Barons. Under theii* influence the Letts became largely Lutheran. Aftex* various denominations, latterly in Russia, the country finally achieved its independence. The Letts have taken considerable part in th© mi­ gration from Eastern Europe to North America and are welcomed immigrants. There are some in Can­ ada but most of them are in the United States. ■Canada’s direct exports to Latvia last year were valued at ovei* $40,- 000 consisting almost entirely of copper. Our imports are of less value, mainly fish and rennet, ac­ cording to the External Trade Branch of the Dominion Bureau of Statistics, Department of Trade and Commerce. 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